13 years old. 11 years old in Korean.

    A lot has changed since I turned 13.

    My height, which used to be 140 cm, is now over 160 cm.

    The voice also gradually becomes thicker as puberty approaches.

    Hair started growing on my body and I even pitched a tent in the morning without realizing it.

    Fortunately, nothing embarrassing has happened yet while sleeping under the blanket.

    The face that was slowly starting to glow also definitely glowed,

    The face of the bastard I knew is nowhere to be seen on my face.

    I guess my consistent efforts were not in vain.

    Now the time has come to do what I vowed to do when I was born, when I began to see the future and realized that I had regressed to the body of a loser.

    I can’t even begin to imagine how my mother died when I was a middle school student in my previous life.

    No, honestly I didn’t want to know, but now I have to.

    Because of the butterfly effect, it may not happen anymore.

    The butterfly effect, where one flap of a butterfly’s wings can make a difference.

    Even though it’s obvious that the things I’ve done over the past ten years since I was born in this body have made a bigger difference than the flapping of a butterfly’s wings.

    Any possible danger had to be prepared for and eliminated.

    Because she’s my mom now.

    I couldn’t stand the slightest possibility of losing my mother.

    I didn’t want to let the scoundrel know about my existence, but I guess there’s no way around it.

    It was Sunday morning. I put the slush funds I had saved for the day into my bag and left the room.

    As I left the room, my dad, who was sitting in the living room watching TV, called out to me.

    “Son. Where are you going? With your bag too?”

    “I’m going out to play.”

    “With who? Your son doesn’t have any friends.”

    “…..”

    “Do you have a girlfriend?”

    “No. What kind of girlfriend is that? I can play by myself.”

    “Where are you going?”

    “I’m going to the bookstore to buy some books and have fun.”

    “Okay! Got it. Have fun~”

    When I left the house with my bag on my back in the morning, my mom and Ye-eun looked at me with suspicious eyes, but fortunately, I managed to get out safely.

    The place I need to go is a little over an hour away by taxi from here.

    I left the apartment complex and caught a taxi on the street.

    “Hello. Please go here”

    I handed the taxi driver a small piece of paper with my destination written on it.

    “Student, if you go this far, you’ll probably get some money, right?”

    “Yes. I have cash.”

    “Can you show me?”

    “Yes.”

    I was able to set off only after showing a few ten-thousand won notes to the driver who was trying to check my money because I was so young.

    How to get the truth from a rascal,

    I met Mangnani when I was 8 and I’ve been thinking about it for years.

    A loser who has no interest in worldly affairs and lives only to enjoy his own pleasure.

    An incompetent and lazy loser who doesn’t put in any effort can definitely be lured away with money.

    Wouldn’t it be enough to hear the truth for just a few million won these days?

    To be honest, I’m confident I’ll win even if they challenge me to a physical fight, but if they’re just some punk with no foundation, I could use force to get the truth.

    I must not ignore the possibility that the scoundrel might lie and try to screw me over.

    If he’s a total punk, he’s more than capable of being that.

    As I sat in the backseat of a taxi and watched the Han River quickly pass by, the car left the highway and after a while, I was able to arrive at the orphanage where I had lived in my previous life.

    After I paid the taxi driver who brought me here and got out, the taxi quickly disappeared.

    I stood still and looked at the orphanage where I lived.

    Because today, there was one more thing I had to do besides hearing the truth from the bastard.

    I took out an envelope that I had prepared in my bag, held it in my hand, and confidently entered the daycare center and headed to the director’s office.

    Because I studied according to the will my father left behind in his previous life, and with the academic background I gained from that, I was able to get a job at a large company.

    Although the ending wasn’t happy, it gave me hope and allowed me to live.

    I should repay the kindness of the Mother Superior who raised me in my past life and showed me the path I should take.

    As luck would have it, the door to the director’s office was open, and I was able to see the Mother Superior, who had been my benefactor in my previous life, for the first time in a long while.

    “Hello.”

    The Mother Superior looked much healthier than when I last saw her in my previous life.

    “Hello? It’s my first time seeing you. Who are you?”

    “I came to run an errand.”

    “Errands?”

    “I was playing in front of here and someone asked me to give you this.”

    The director’s eyes widened when he saw that there was money in the envelope I had handed him, and then he took out the letter inside and started reading it.

    “Who gave you this?”

    “An old man I met for the first time told me to tell him.”

    “Did you see where he went?”

    “No. But he told me to tell him to write it for him.”

    “…..”

    The Mother Superior looked at me silently for a long time.

    As I was pretending not to know anything and looking around the director’s office, the director’s mouth, which had been closed, opened.

    “Who are you?”

    “This is Seo Jae-hoon.”

    “I don’t think he’s from this neighborhood?”

    “I was just playing around here when an old man I had never seen before asked me to come here?”

    “What about your parents?”

    “Are you home?”

    “Can I speak to your parents?”

    “…..”

    A variable has occurred. I didn’t think of this?

    “My parents told me not to play here, but since I came here, I can’t.”

    “…..”

    “Then I’m done with my errands, so I’ll go. Goodbye.”

    “Okay, thank you. Take care.”

    I had no choice but to hurt the director a little before I could escape.

    It will probably be around this time or a little later that you will develop cancer.

    In this life, I hope to live a long and healthy life, and I headed to a place where there would be a lot of people.

    I passed a few kids I vaguely remembered, but there was no sign of the rascal.

    “Do you happen to know where Kim Ha-son is?”

    When I spoke to the child I remembered as being gentle, he looked at me with wary eyes.

    “Who are you? Why are you looking for him?”

    “We’re friends at school. We were supposed to meet today.”

    “You just ate and went out? Maybe you went to a PC room?”

    “Really? Thanks.”

    I thanked the child who told me where the bully was and left the daycare.

    There’s only one PC room in this neighborhood, so you should be able to find it there.

    That lazy bastard is at the PC room since morning.

    I headed to the PC room, wondering if I would live differently this time.

    The smell of cigarettes greeted me as I opened the door to the PC room and stepped inside.

    I started looking around at the people, thinking of quickly taking the bastard out, not wanting to smell the strong cigarette smoke for too long.

    As I was walking around and checking the faces of the people sitting in their seats, I heard a voice.

    “Hey you punk. Aren’t you going to do it right?”

    “You fucking idiot, calling it a site A!”

    The curses were heard in a sharp and familiar tone that was different from the young voice.

    I headed towards the direction the voice came from without having to go through the trouble of checking each person one by one. Huh?

    Where was my previous life? Instead, a little piglet was grunting.

    Since ancient times, you should never show weakness to a scoundrel.

    Because he’s a typical example of the strong and weak.

    “Hey Kim Ha-son!”

    “Who are you?”

    “Come out. I have something to say.”

    “What! Are you Seo Jae-hoon?”

    ” Okay, I have something to say. Come out.”

    The bastard got up with a surprised look on his face as if he realized something when he saw me.

    There were some bad-looking friends around me, but they must have figured out the mood because they were all just looking at me.

    I ignored his gaze and left the PC room, leaving the punk following me.

    As I stopped walking in a corner where there seemed to be no one, a thug approached me and spoke to me.

    “Who are you?”

    “The owner of that body in a previous life.”

    “What the fuck did you do to me?”

    When I heard that, I couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

    I lived my life to the best of my ability, but for some reason I died.

    “You really don’t know who that body is?”

    “How the hell would I know that? Who the fuck are you?”

    “Who was riding behind you when you died?”

    ” The secretary was that fucking fuck? ◦ ◦ ◦

    “Anyway, I came here because I have something to ask.”

    “Fuck you, you son of a bitch, put me back the way I was”

    “This isn’t something I wanted to happen. Think about it rationally.”

    “Then why did I become this fucking body?”

    “How would I know that! I am born after dying.”

    “Fuck, you’re driving like shit so I died.”

    “He died because of you and this is what happened, so you’re blaming me?”

    “Fuck… So why did you come here?”

    “Why did my mom die in my past life?”

    “What? Is that why you came?”

    “Okay. So tell me.”

    “Why should I tell you that?”

    “At least you should save your mother from your past life.”

    “You’re not my mom anymore?”

    “After… If you tell me, I’ll give you a million won.”

    As expected, I took out an envelope containing one million won from my bag and showed it to him, and only then did the bastard open his mouth.

    “You were walking around drunk and got into a car accident and got hit by a car and died?”

    I was getting angry when I saw the face of the rascal who was talking so casually, but I had to hold back at least until this conversation was over.

    And the next question is, I’ve never seen my mom drink alcohol.

    “Why does Mom drink alcohol?”

    “How would I know that, you idiot.”

    “Do you remember the date of the accident?”

    “How do you remember that, you punk.”

    “You don’t know how old I am.”

    “Before high school, so third year of middle school?”

    “Huh… Then where did your mom go after drinking?”

    “My younger sister said that she skipped school and came looking for me while drunk, and she kept blaming me for not answering her phone. Do you remember that? ”

    “Hey, and let me ask you one more thing.”

    “What? Will you pay me if I tell you that too?”

    “Are you really not feeling guilty at all?”

    “No. You can just use the people who were waiting there perfectly fine. You were late and wandered around alone and died, so why should I feel guilty, you idiot? ”

    “…..”

    ” Oh fuck ◦ ◦ ◦

    I threw the envelope with the money in the bastard’s face and ran away.

    There were countless things I wanted to ask you before I came, but I don’t think I can hold back any more conversation and get angry.

    I had no choice but to leave the place quickly.

    I was really thankful that my mom wasn’t sick or anything.

    Thanks to that stupid idiot, I ended up spending less money than I thought.

    The feeling couldn’t help but be dirty until the very end.

    Now that I’m done with work, I suddenly miss my family.

    I hurried home.

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